I start chatting to a man on a dating site, we agree to meet after a couple of days of chatting and talking about everything under the sun.
I am behind in my work at the office because we spent too much time 'chatting'. He has an amazing brain; This is a major turn on for me.
The day I meet him, I am slightly disappointed that physically he does nothing, and I mean nothing for me.
He is not good looking, or sexy, so not my taste physically: Too tall, too slender, But I am polite and have coffee with him. We chat so freely about everything and we are able to communicate very easily, we connect mentally;
Before I know how it happened, I am agreeing to meet him again in a day or so for a walk in botanical gardens;
I think I was more intrigued than attracted to him. He was not very tactile nor did he stare at my prominent breasts; which again is unusual;
I meet him in the Orchid house at the appointed time. He takes my hand very gently and takes me through the Orchid house, telling me about the beautiful exotic flowers.
Then we walk hand in hand to the tea room, he sits me down, and goes to order us tea and scones. While he is in the queue he waves and smiles at me. I am totally confused about this man; he is so sweet and gentle, patient and unassuming.
I saw him leave from our last meeting, he drives a vehicle worth a fortune, and here he is waving at me from a queue at the botanical gardens, chatting so sweetly to the old dears in the kitchen while waiting for our order. This is a very unassuming humble man.
We drank our tea and ate the scones, chatting freely and easily again. Finish up and go for a walk.
We walk among the trees, hand in hand stopping every now and then to look at the unusual sculptures that are scattered around the gardens.
After the 3rd sculpture, he very gently pulls me in towards him, his tall frame cradles my whole body. He very gently kisses me. He kisses sweetly at first, slowly and gently, then, deeper and deeper, until I am right up against him, I can feel his erection hard on my stomach, almost between my breasts, he is so tall and I am only 5'4.
We find a bench next to the duck pond and sit down. Kissing again and again. Eventually I am sitting astride him. Drat!!! I should have worn a skirt.
We have to stop kissing and I have to climb off his lap as there are people at the pond feeding the ducks, we get up and walk some more.
Eventually we find our way to the garden for the blind. As we reach the enclosure, it begins to storm, this summer storm is loud and wet, big warm rain drops, thunder and lightening. We find a spot under a vine up against the wall.
We snuggle into each other to stay dry and also to just to get as close as possible to each other.
Kissing and caressing all the while. He puts his hand into my top and releases my bra. Then kneels down as if to propose to me. He undoes the top three buttons of my blouse and exposes my breast.
I am up against the wall he is kneeling in front of me sucking my breast. His one hand is undoing my belt of my jeans. I help him with the belt and the zip.
He catches his breath when he feels my completely bald and smooth pussy. I had been for a wax the day before in anticipation. He teases my clit for a bit, then slides one of his long fingers into me.
He sucks my breast and finger fucks me as I stand with my back against the wall, breathless, overlooking the beautiful gardens.
We are wet from the rain at this stage, not that it bothers either of us nor does it slow us down.